well.
you said that it won’t come between us.
i’ve known this to be false,
the ENTIRE time.
because here i am,
that sinking feeling in my stomach,
that pressure in the heart.
i’ve said from the get-go
“only bad things can come of this”
and look at me, i’m jealous.
and nothing too special has even happend just yet.
i really wish we didn’t become friends like this.
if it ends how we would like it to end;
one of us, together with him,
i’ll bet you whatever you want,
that it won’t be the same between us.